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... very big thank you to whoever it was who left chocolate in my pidge this morning (or possibly even last night - I found it this morning). You are lovely, whoever you are, and deserve lovely people to be lovely to you, and I am very very grateful.
Pen Conspiracy!
Jan. 22nd, 2008 09:53 pmOh god. I just had to run and hug a cushion and drink tea, all because of a pen.
See, my green pen (cases are green...) ran out - disaster! - so I had to buy a new one. Harder than you'd think, given I don't like biro for my notes, just gel pen, but I found one, and was quite happy.
I just made notes, and idly flicked the non-nib end of my pen over the paper while reading a case on screen.
When I looked down, stripes of the green writing had disappeared!
A search on the internet reveals my new pen to in fact be a magic pen.
I don't know whether to be scared, or buy hundreds...
Edit: Unrelatedly, reading cases about chocolate makes me crave 70% dark chocolate, which I don't have (...they were talking about how they make it. Damn them.) and now I'm reading a case about the Wombles.
doo-di-di-doo dee-di-di-doo...Welcome to the Twilight Zone... AKA my head.
Edit of Edit: ...dude. I only just realised why the defendant was trying to call his skips company "Wombles Skips".
All together now... #Remember you're a Womble!#
Edit Edit Edit: The next case is about Sesame Street and the MUPPETS!!! *loves*
See, my green pen (cases are green...) ran out - disaster! - so I had to buy a new one. Harder than you'd think, given I don't like biro for my notes, just gel pen, but I found one, and was quite happy.
I just made notes, and idly flicked the non-nib end of my pen over the paper while reading a case on screen.
When I looked down, stripes of the green writing had disappeared!
A search on the internet reveals my new pen to in fact be a magic pen.
I don't know whether to be scared, or buy hundreds...
Edit: Unrelatedly, reading cases about chocolate makes me crave 70% dark chocolate, which I don't have (...they were talking about how they make it. Damn them.) and now I'm reading a case about the Wombles.
doo-di-di-doo dee-di-di-doo...Welcome to the Twilight Zone... AKA my head.
Edit of Edit: ...dude. I only just realised why the defendant was trying to call his skips company "Wombles Skips".
All together now... #Remember you're a Womble!#
Edit Edit Edit: The next case is about Sesame Street and the MUPPETS!!! *loves*
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Dec. 7th, 2006 11:02 pmFinished work for the week, so I'm watching rom coms. Yeah, that sort of mood, and that productive. Trying to convince myself geography's just a social construct. It's a pretty solid one... Damn it. More chocolate, and more DVDs, and I'll swim it off on Saturday, if I don't shop it off tomorrow.
Things are surreally wonderful
Nov. 1st, 2006 04:28 pmThat is, wonderful in a surreal fashion, rather than wonderfully surreal, which would be surreal in a wonderful fashion. Surreal, because it's things I wouldn't expect - partly because they are odd, partly because I'm not used to things being good!
Just did an hour and 15 minutes trip to Boulevard St Germain on a top hunt... got off the metro and got swept into a crowd dancing in front of L'eglise St Germain des Pres to Dixie music played by a band who included a man wearing a washing board which he played with metal finger caps. It was just shiny.
I excused myself from the dancing and took myself along to the shop I'd spotted, went in, immediately found a top, tried it on, had a long discussion with the lovely lady about it... Result: I have a top which is dark grey with black lace to go with my skirt for the ball, which has straps, and lacing at the back so it doesn't corset as such, just accommodates the fact that my waist now goes in somewhat.
This morning was also wonderful, as I went to the Chocolate show and ate far too many free sample and got fed free Baileys and ended up feeling a little ill afterwards, but that may have been the lack of breakfast first!
Also, work - don't understand the civil essay, writing it anyway; constit gets poked now and then; it can all darn well fit round me writing a novel, too!
Final piece of joy: Rocky Horror night on Friday....
Just did an hour and 15 minutes trip to Boulevard St Germain on a top hunt... got off the metro and got swept into a crowd dancing in front of L'eglise St Germain des Pres to Dixie music played by a band who included a man wearing a washing board which he played with metal finger caps. It was just shiny.
I excused myself from the dancing and took myself along to the shop I'd spotted, went in, immediately found a top, tried it on, had a long discussion with the lovely lady about it... Result: I have a top which is dark grey with black lace to go with my skirt for the ball, which has straps, and lacing at the back so it doesn't corset as such, just accommodates the fact that my waist now goes in somewhat.
This morning was also wonderful, as I went to the Chocolate show and ate far too many free sample and got fed free Baileys and ended up feeling a little ill afterwards, but that may have been the lack of breakfast first!
Also, work - don't understand the civil essay, writing it anyway; constit gets poked now and then; it can all darn well fit round me writing a novel, too!
Final piece of joy: Rocky Horror night on Friday....
